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[Widersia] Big Dom’s Champion

"She gets more and more annoying by the second..." Freyic mumbled to him selves so quietly there words were lost in the wind. "Ms. Gears, carry me! I need a higher veiw so I can scout as well!" He makes gimme gimme hands as he reaches up and bounces in his toes. "I've got a real good set of eyes. I'd be able to track with casual skills if I had a birds eye view. Plus, I'm tired and I don't wanna walk anymore."

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"I think magic is complicated. But I can explain it." Freyic said before talking a long breath and... "Okay, so, the really big magic is in the stuff you touch! Like, if you wiggle your fingers at a campfire, the flames don’t just stay there—they turn into tiny fire-puppies that chase their own tails and bark sparks! But you can't pet them or your mittens will turn into toast. Though toast sounds real good right now; I'm hungry, and thirsty too."

He sighs, before rambling with even more enthusiasm again. "And the water! If you splash in a puddle just right, the water sticks to you like a super-suit, and you can breathe underwater and talk to the fish. My dad says the wind is just air, but I know it’s actually invisible birds. If you catch a breeze in a jar, it’ll whistle your favorite song whenever you’re sad!" So informative, said no one.

"The coolest one is frost and ice. Never having to be hot again? That's the life, don't you think? Freeze the bad guy, then slash them hard! Shatter them to pieces all without breaking a sweat." Freyic's rant however makes him suddenly sleepy and slightly dazed. He rubs his eyes, not worried about anything at all.

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Freyic was entranced. He finds this new lady is so cool his eyes sparkle. Literally. "Joining our party? We'll, I'm sure we can mutually decide that I'm the party leader, so I say you're in!" Though his confidant smirk was quickly replaced by surprise as he tripped over something sticking out of the ground, landing with an "Oof" and a faceplate.

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Freyic, being Freyic, got bored. He left the others to investigate, while he went out to play ball with fellow children in a thicket of trees. It was outside however, right as he tossed the ball, that he noticed the prints in the dirt. U shaped, not human. "Hmm... You all can keep playing without me. I guess I should go report this, huh?"

He bounced back inside, wavy black hair bouncing with each step and baby blue eyes twinkling. He did a little twirl while saying, "Ta da! I found footprints outside. I'd like head pats now as a reward." He places his hands on his hips, eyes closed.

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So there Freya went, listening to Elora like if she were his caretaker from the city before. He searched the grooming stable meticulously, finding absolutely nothing useful. "Hay, brush, comb, horseshoe, hay again, raines, screws, more hay, human shoe..."

Until, finally what felt like an eternaty to a kid and was probably about a couple of minutes, "Mirror!" Freyic declares aloud, to both no one and everyone at the same time. For a second he winders whether he should actually bring it to the others, or if he test the new toy's durability. Though like every little boy, even if he is an aspiring assassin, Freyic is curious. He can clearly see the cracked ivory, but that doesn't stop him from unsheathing one of his knifes and popping off the back of the mirror.

Equipment used: Knife F

[Widersia] Big Dom’s Champion

Freyic, having been from a much smaller city and a young boy, had ran around the market while no one was watching. He picked apples with ease and spotted all sorts of new plants he had never seen before. He even saw a beefy man carrying his daughter on his shoulders while walking, both laughing, and striking Freyic with nostalgia.

Then he made it to the stables. "Wow... it's bigger than my house." Freyic said with a soft gasp, spinning as he taking everything it. "Would I still be wrong if I were confused if we're looking for a maiden or a mare?" he whispers to Elora as he tugs on her sleeve. "I mean, look at this mess. There's more hay and papers than jewels or gowns. And there's more digits here than in my math classes." He couches and picks up a sheet of paper, where a series of large numbers -betting cash maybe?- have been accounted for from not very long ago.

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"Oh! Do she is a person!" Freyic says, smacking his fist against his upturned palm in realization. "For a second there, I started to think we were talking about a horse." He quickly counts his fingers as he mutters numbers under his breath, "Seven... Eighty-two... twenty-five... Yeah, I have no idea where she is, but we'll do our best to return her!"